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A Shepherd's Life W. H. Hudson A Shepherd's Life Table of Contents A Shepherd's Life......................................................................................................................................................1 W. H. Hudson.................................................................................................................................................2 NOTE.............................................................................................................................................................3 CHAPTER I. SALISBURY PLAIN..............................................................................................................4 CHAPTER II. SALISBURY AS I SEE IT....................................................................................................9 CHAPTER III. WINTERBOURNE BISHOP.............................................................................................14 CHAPTER IV. A SHEPHERD OF THE DOWNS.....................................................................................18 CHAPTER V. EARLY MEMORIES..........................................................................................................24 CHAPTER VI. SHEPHERD ISAAC BAWCOMBE..................................................................................27 CHAPTER VII. THE DEER−STEALERS..................................................................................................30 CHAPTER VIII. SHEPHERDS AND POACHING...................................................................................33 CHAPTER IX. THE SHEPHERD ON FOXES..........................................................................................37 CHAPTER X. BIRD LIFE ON THE DOWNS...........................................................................................41 CHAPTER XI. STARLINGS AND SHEEP−BELLS.................................................................................45 CHAPTER XII. THE SHEPHERD AND THE BIBLE..............................................................................48 CHAPTER XIII. VALE OF THE WYLYE.................................................................................................51 CHAPTER XIV. A SHEEP−DOG'S LIFE..................................................................................................55 CHAPTER XV. THE ELLERBYS OF DOVETON...................................................................................60 CHAPTER XVI. OLD WILTSHIRE DAYS...............................................................................................63 CHAPTER XVII. OLD WILTSHIRE DAYS— CONTINUED.................................................................67 CHAPTER XVIII. THE SHEPHERD'S RETURN.....................................................................................74 CHAPTER XIX. THE DARK PEOPLE OF THE VILLAGE....................................................................77 CHAPTER XX. SOME SHEEP−DOGS.....................................................................................................83 CHAPTER XXI. THE SHEPHERD AS NATURALIST............................................................................89 CHAPTER XXII. THE MASTER OF THE VILLAGE..............................................................................92 CHAPTER XXIII. ISAAC'S CHILDREN...................................................................................................96 CHAPTER XXIV. LIVING IN THE PAST..............................................................................................101 i A Shepherd's Life A Shepherd's Life 1 A Shepherd's Life W. H. Hudson This page copyright © 2003 Blackmask Online. http://www.blackmask.com • NOTE • CHAPTER I. SALISBURY PLAIN • CHAPTER II. SALISBURY AS I SEE IT • CHAPTER III. WINTERBOURNE BISHOP • CHAPTER IV. A SHEPHERD OF THE DOWNS • CHAPTER V. EARLY MEMORIES • CHAPTER VI. SHEPHERD ISAAC BAWCOMBE • CHAPTER VII. THE DEER−STEALERS • CHAPTER VIII. SHEPHERDS AND POACHING • CHAPTER IX. THE SHEPHERD ON FOXES • CHAPTER X. BIRD LIFE ON THE DOWNS • CHAPTER XI. STARLINGS AND SHEEP−BELLS • CHAPTER XII. THE SHEPHERD AND THE BIBLE • CHAPTER XIII. VALE OF THE WYLYE • CHAPTER XIV. A SHEEP−DOG'S LIFE • CHAPTER XV. THE ELLERBYS OF DOVETON • CHAPTER XVI. OLD WILTSHIRE DAYS • CHAPTER XVII. OLD WILTSHIRE DAYS—CONTINUED • CHAPTER XVIII. THE SHEPHERD'S RETURN • CHAPTER XIX. THE DARK PEOPLE OF THE VILLAGE • CHAPTER XX. SOME SHEEP−DOGS • CHAPTER XXI. THE SHEPHERD AS NATURALIST • CHAPTER XXII. THE MASTER OF THE VILLAGE • CHAPTER XXIII. ISAAC'S CHILDREN • CHAPTER XXIV. LIVING IN THE PAST Eric Eldred, David Garcia, Charles Franks, and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team A SHEPHERD'S LIFE IMPRESSIONS OF THE SOUTH WILTSHIRE DOWNS BY W. H. HUDSON W. H. Hudson 2 A Shepherd's Life NOTE I an obliged to Messrs. Longmans, Green, &Co. for permission to make use of an article entitled “A Shepherd of the Downs,” which appeared in the October and November numbers of Longmans' Magazine in 1902. With the exception of that article, portions of which I have incorporated in different chapters, the whole of the matter contained in this work now appears for the first time. NOTE 3 A Shepherd's Life CHAPTER I. SALISBURY PLAIN Introductory remarks—Wiltshire little favoured by tourists—Aspect of the downs—Bad weather—Desolate aspect—The bird−scarer—Fascination of the downs—The larger Salisbury Plain—Effect of the military occupation—A century's changes—Birds—Old Wiltshire sheep—Sheep−horns in a well—Changes wrought by cultivation—Rabbit−warrens on the downs—Barrows obliterated by the plough and by rabbits Wiltshire looks large on the map of England, a great green county, yet it never appears to be a favourite one to those who go on rambles in the land. At all events I am unable to bring to mind an instance of a lover of Wiltshire who was not a native or a resident, or had not been to Marlborough and loved the country on account of early associations. Nor can I regard myself as an exception, since, owing to a certain kind of adaptiveness in me, a sense of being at home wherever grass grows, I am in a way a native too. Again, listen to any half−dozen of your friends discussing the places they have visited, or intend visiting, comparing notes about the counties, towns, churches, castles, scenery—all that draws them and satisfies their nature, and the chances are that they will not even mention Wiltshire. They all know it “in a way”; they have seen Salisbury Cathedral and Stonehenge, which everybody must go to look at once in his life; and they have also viewed the country from the windows of a railroad carriage as they passed through on their flight to Bath and to Wales with its mountains, and to the west country, which many of us love best of all—Somerset, Devon, and Cornwall. For there is nothing striking in Wiltshire, at all events to those who love nature first; nor mountains, nor sea, nor anything to compare with the places they are hastening to, west or north. The downs! Yes, the downs are there, full in sight of your window, in their flowing forms resembling vast, pale green waves, wave beyond wave, “in fluctuation fixed”; a fine country to walk on in fine weather for all those who regard the mere exercise of walking as sufficient pleasure. But to those who wish for something more, these downs may be neglected, since, if downs are wanted, there is the higher, nobler Sussex range within an hour of London. There are others on whom the naked aspect of the downs has a repelling effect. Like Gilpin they love not an undecorated earth; and false and ridiculous as Gilpin's taste may seem to me and to all those who love the chalk, which “spoils everything” as Gilpin said, he certainly expresses a feeling common to those who are unaccustomed to the emptiness and silence of these great spaces. As to walking on the downs, one remembers that the fine days are not so many, even in the season when they are looked for—they have certainly been few during this wet and discomfortable one of 1909. It is indeed only on the chalk hills that I ever feel disposed to quarrel with this English climate, for all weathers are good to those who love the open air, and have their special attractions. What a pleasure it is to be out in rough weather in October when the equinoctial gales are on, “the wind Euroclydon,” to listen to its roaring in the bending trees, to watch the dead leaves flying, the pestilence−stricken multitudes, yellow and black and red, whirled away in flight on flight before the volleying blast, and to hear and see and feel the tempests of rain, the big silver−grey drops that smite you like hail! And what pleasure too, in the still grey November weather, the time of suspense and melancholy before winter, a strange quietude, like a sense of apprehension in nature! And so on through the revolving year, in all places in all weathers, there is pleasure in the open air, except on these chalk hills because of their bleak nakedness. There the wind and driving rain are not for but against you, and may overcome you with misery. One feels their loneliness, monotony, and desolation on many days, sometimes even when it is not wet, and I here recall an amusing encounter with a bird−scarer during one of these dreary spells. It was in March, bitterly cold, with an east wind which had been blowing many days, and overhead the sky was of a hard, steely grey. I was cycling along the valley of the Ebble, and finally leaving it pushed up a long steep slope and set off over the high plain by a dusty road with the wind hard against